Luyện nghe bài hát The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3

Aesop Rock - The Tugboat Pt. 3

I make 'em all dance, or I could sleep
I could walk with a limp and make your feel incomplete
people are made of sticks, life is but a flame
note at the craftwork the last smirk of the the Damien mainframe
my box siphon third rail juice from lost poets
inhabit ocean bottoms with a rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self)
don't bargain at martyr parliament
where participants your last giggle then whittle sacrificial finalies
I can tie my new faces alone, save knee deep offerings
sorta bring puke bunk persona to light (I might)
build anti-malignant railroads, find you, and lay adjacent
just to scream "fuck off" as the pulls out the station
should we do with a thousand drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their address, release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam, your son or embarrassed human kind
consuming booze and gut fuel, till they cruised the line)

I spin gold, raps are dirty lapsed
towards the nursery act impression of a bubble
(yeah I of been more subtle when polluting paradise gene puddle)
man huddles make us like cool peeps and I'm trying to school sheep
towards the idea {*c'ya* - 5X}
basic divine subsidiary bust center syllable logic, fold origami
plantation this picket fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your dream kitten, probably never hear this song
let alone sip the mission enough to listen

(I smoke cigarettes to filter, smoke the filter down to space
now I'm gonna roll this question tight and that shit up in your face
now if you were to alter masks every time fame approaches
do you really your maker wouldn't notice? *THINK ABOUT IT)

Okay, I've a thousand, and I'll die a thousand more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two to break the door
practically caress the utterings of crushed by brothers and sisters
mothering stickler and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a penny and a *PARABLE, yeah but this
sunk a barrel full of ?? pull
I seen guys bad shiners
then wonder why the culprits sitting at the their rainbows
rocks bag liners
out the apple seed it's useless (I sat for greed)
patched for boredom a castle out of toothpicks (I sat to breath)
I breath to nearly metamorph castle loose pins
now I stand to breath as not to disturb
and I know that's not a story, it no longer my stomach
wolves in the form of one frustrated culprit
but a love tap full of washed up stardom trying to milk it
win a ticket to right white highway sideways melt it smelt it
one love to the rungs in my ladder, one to the gathering of
bats that hung from my rafters
see the met the badger, they were both such fucking bad asses
that clashing wouldn't sense (hence my tape deck)
now I ain't gonna name name's, and I ain't gonna others in
but I ain't about to say that I'm the only cat you got
your lucky, you managed to befriend some good people
who will sit and the evils you secrete, but why? I'm not really sure

(knock the fuck off, his lip across the floor
'til the archival vinyl venom the lure
anti-clarity mechanism spit burners
a million majesty murders then stole the crown)

oh wait right, you discovered me right?
offered up the pipe, and oh
all cotton candy when Aesop Rock the B line
he's foolish left in the middle of laying bricks
(oh we weren't building nothing but a great wall these stones and sticks)
oh and for the record I've rhyming since me and Andre thought we could freestyle
foundation out of passion and brother dusty tasking
studied dope rappers, expansion, poems and syllable placement
your just mad 'cause somewhere in you came and went (I ain't the type to dwell)
dismissed it as casually non and bounced
obtained status where I could straight objectively critique your after projects
(damn that sounds fresh) or (damn that is garbage, what happened?
I'm not laughing)
yeah, but the were broken (you choked)
you made comments to the ?? who out of respect and honor leaked your program
now like were both trying to sit and another dawn so my advice
to you is when I say "move on" {*move on* - 5X}